"I'm..." Valerie had been about to tell Markus that she was fine, but that was a fairly detrimental lie, and it wasn't really possible to hide it, either. The only reason she'd been able to make it upright was because of the nearby rock to pull herself up, but she didn't think she'd be able to stand on her own without it. It wasn't any issue with her legs; besides a few dings and bruises, she was okay. The worst hits she'd taken on her left hip, and the right side of her ribs, but she didn't actually think anything was broken. It was just...

"I'm a little shaken. Dizzy, that's all." She'd protected her head as best she could going down, but there was only so much her arms could do. "Just let me lean on you. We should move." She wasn't too proud to ask for the help, especially when faced with something like a wyvern. Taking his hand, Valerie got her weight back on her feet, and with his help balancing, they were able to make it into the relative cover of the forest quickly enough. The wyvern occasionally passed far overhead, possibly still searching for them, but either the fireball from Markus or their relocation had persuaded it to give up the chase for now. Valerie hoped that would be the end of it, but a feeling in her gut knew better.

Once they seemed to be in the clear, they slowed and found a log sturdy enough for Valerie to sit on. Likely they both needed a bit of rest. Valerie tried not to let herself think about how terribly their first encounter with danger had gone, as when she did she ended up feeling not unlike dead weight. She'd offered little of use, and only succeeded in injuring herself on the difficult terrain. But it could have been much worse.

"Where did you learn your magic?" she asked once she'd caught her breath comfortably. She dabbed at a small cut on her cheek with a clean cloth. "That was a pretty handy spell. Did your family have a magical tutor?"